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Chapter 1786 Do it? Don't wait, see the situation tomorrow)

Hit, smash, but not explode, the cold-type frost sword intent silently freezes everything.

No damage to the window or the tiles.

Come silently, fall without sound.

As the night is long, this sword comes, and people come too.

He is on the eaves of the inn opposite.

A light white and simple long gown, a slender and quaint long sword around her waist, pale fingers holding the sword, and a cold and quiet eyebrows.

He looked ahead.

The pupils seemed very shallow and deep, locking on the swordsman standing on the eaves of the inn opposite Qingqiu Wuque.

He didn't say anything.

But the swordsman had a faint sweat on his forehead.

He didn't know who this person was, but he felt the other person's terror.

"Ziye, you just did it!!!"

At that time, Sean had already experienced shock, but was still shocked. He even beaten to death but did not expect the "fourth person"... That is, the one who suddenly came out of the sword energy without anyone being prepared for a sudden attack was his own!

Ziye Swordsman!

He couldn't wait for Ziye's answer, because Ziye knew it was exposed, and his eyes turned ruthlessly, his wrist turned and his sword pointed into the window.

Kill again!

At that time, the fifth feather was three hundred meters away. Sean arrived because he had noticed the sword energy before and was four hundred meters away.

But the fifth sword Ling did not move, but Sean knew it was too late, so he subconsciously cast his eyes on the person...he was right across from him.

He didn't move either.

Then Ziye couldn't move anymore.

The sword he held up looked towards the window.

Pointing at the tip of the sword.

Inside the house, at the door, Yun Chuxiu and others saw Ziye, who was so murderous outside the window, and his sword frost was there.

They were confused.

Don't understand what this is.

But outside... so many inns and monks were suffocated.

Until Qin Yu's building, a hoarse sound came from the room where a hole was broken below.

"Although my Lielu Dajingzhou has been defeated and has few talents, far less than the other two realms, there are always many good bamboo shoots in such a huge area. After five hundred years of practice, the period of transformation of the gods is not rare. Even in the east, there are always a few in this thousand-year generation, but..."

This person's tone is hoarse and rough, "Even if you can achieve great success in the sword intent, there are very few people in four parts. I think there are less than ten people in the entire four parts!"

"I wonder which hero you are?"

To be honest, Fang Yourong, who have been practicing for more than a hundred years, has gone down in the God-Dissolving Stage, but their combat power has long been dependent on the God-Disification Stage, and their murderous achievements have also been locked in the God-Disification Stage.

Killing people above the level is a genius method.

However, this is a means and combat power, and it has a great influence in all aspects. If it were not for a battle, few people would know the strength and weakness. The most intuitive criterion of judgment is nothing more than the most orthodox cultivation level.

In Changsun Yunhong, after all, he was born in the strongest sect in the east, and with the standards of a top genius, he could barely reach the level of the God Transformation Stage.

This standard, looking at the four parts, is considered the highest limit of the youth generation

In other words, Changsun Yunhong is considered a genius after going to the other four divisions. If he shows off his cultivation, he can get honor and respect.

However, in addition to cultivation, there is another benchmark.

For example, Qin Yu's semi-magic powers, such as sword intent.

The sword intent is perfect, which is a more awesome method than semi-magical magic.

It is almost equivalent to magic and magical powers.

In comparison, it is probably that the sword intent is small and semi-divine power, the sword intent is middle and top semi-divine power, and the sword intent is great and supernatural power.

I have said before that magical powers are immortal methods. In this world, those who can use magical powers are the most powerful masters who are one step away from ascending to the Mahayana period.

It can be said that the sword intention is perfect, which means that this person has stepped into the threshold of the immortal family and proves his qualifications and insights.

At present, this man in white clothes and night walking is a master of swordsmanship. Otherwise, how could he lose the half-step swordsman Ziye based on his cultivation level in the first stage of the God Transformation Stage?

This is a class of people who have crossed one and a half in their high-level cultivation!

It can be called a monster.

So the old man below was shocked. He wanted to watch the show coldly, but he couldn't help but ask.

He asked the question indifferently, but he also replied.

"Not missing."

I won't say much about the rest.

But everyone in the hall was shocked.

Including Han Hai Chaoyi, who was also watching the game at this time.

The old Taoist in yellow robe is there too.

Since the old Taoist who was beaten with yellow robe, Liu Rushi has disappeared. She has a special identity and is unwilling to take the risk of appearing in front of others.

Hanhai Chaoyi didn't care, but the old Taoist in the yellow robe was much noisy than Liu Rushi. He had asked her why she didn't take action to save people.

"Tianzang Realm and Baili Xianshang used her as a cover. Even if the one behind is nothing, the Tianzang Realm will not let go of the grinding and kill the donkey to destroy his reputation. They will protect it. What do you want me to do? Besides, I am not familiar with that Qingqiu."

Hanhai Chaoyi felt that this old Taoist was just making trouble.

"After all, I was very considerate in the hospitality and gave me some food..."

"That's what you eat."

"Aren't we a family? Better neat..."

Before the old Taoist in the yellow robe had been nonsense for too long, the two were shocked by this change.

The turn was too fast, and they had no chance to take action.

But they all recognized who the person was.

"It's him!" This was the second time that the old man in yellow robe saw the other party, and was very shocked.

"How can you transform into a god...it's fine if you transform into a god, but the will of returning the sword is perfect!"

Hanhai Chaoyi was also very surprised.

This Wuque is afraid that Feng Shui is extremely evil.

A small pervert is a nest, and there is a more evil person in the previous generation. Is it a scary person who is trying his best to scare people?

The moonlight is full of the sky, and the glass of wine is offering sacrifices to the star cage.

Just a "no one", everyone present was shocked and panicked.

Where is Wuque's own family? They were all confused and didn't react for a long time.

They are so strong that they don’t know that their master elders are so awesome.

"That, can't you look like it?" Yan Zhao couldn't help but mutter.

It would be embarrassing to recognize the wrong person.

Just as the disciples were hesitating and dazed, Qin Yu in the room glanced at them, "What are you doing when you are blocking? I didn't let you in."

Then, she got off the couch, put on soft slippers, held Jiaojiao with one hand, pulled off the outer robe from the screen with one hand, put it on casually, pushed open the small door on the side balcony, and walked out.

As soon as he arrived at the balcony, Qin Yu looked at the young man in white standing on the eaves opposite him in a cool breeze. With a glance, she smiled faintly. The smile was like the breeze that was swaying in the sky with the wind in the sky.

"I haven't seen each other for a long time, and my disciple misses the master very much."

Gu Chen looked at her coldly, and only glanced at her, "You almost recognized me just now."

Qin Yu's expression paused a little, and he was embarrassed, calm and well-behaved and bright.

"It's like three autumns a day. It's been so long since we've been around. The feelings of the hometown are even more timid. The old friends are so sad. What does the master allow his disciples to miss?"

If a person who pretends to be like something, if he still has the heart to coax someone or a man, he will not be too intoxicated.

What's more, she has such a unique physical condition, pale, weak and quiet.

After experiencing disasters and being independent while smiling, I feel a little sad and sad.

However, the water of the eyes also gurgles with the charm of spring flowers and autumn moon.

The three qualities of white lotus + orchid + green bamboo are combined, and they must be elegant and elegant, honest and elegant.

No man in the world can stand it.

In front of him, many cultivators looked straight at him.

If the female cultivator "I heard that she is almost dead" is like this, I am afraid that people in the world will not be willing to die.

However, there are always exceptions.

Gu Chen: "Well, it's not in vain that I am eight thousand miles away from Yun and Yue, who are here to collect your body for you."

Qin Yu: "..."

Look, there is no dog man who has ever been polite to the copy of her experience.
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